The crowd dispersed, night fell deep, and all was silent.
Shi Feiyang and Qi Meizhen walked hand in hand into the tent, which was filled with a warm atmosphere.
The moonlight was like water, gently pouring in from the window, cloaking the lovers who had weathered storms with a dreamy and ethereal silver light.
Shi Feiyang gently embraced Qi Meizhen, his movements so soft as if he were cradling a rare treasure.
He felt Qi Meizhen's warm body and even breathing, an indescribable sense of happiness surged in his heart, as if all the troubles in the world had vanished. Qi Meizhen nestled tightly in his arms, her face beaming with a satisfied and peaceful smile, a smile as radiant and beautiful as flowers in spring. At this moment, she seemed to possess the entire world, all weariness and worries had disappeared.
On this tranquil night, they embraced each other lovingly, without words, their heartbeats intertwined, expressing endless love.
